Thursday, November 8, 2007

I love watching men dance. There's a lot of them that are just so BAD at it. My favourite is the choo choo train. You know the one… the steam engine-powered arms turning those wheels; elbows at a right angle, fists curled in that relaxing way; and the little boogie dance bending at the knees, up and down up and down… I mean come on guys, get a little more creative! I gotta say, though, not all men are so lacking in the body expression department, my partner being one of them. He's got the rhythm. He's got soul. He's got confidence that brings out MC hammer dances and moves that I can't touch. It's true in my experience that there is attraction in great dancing. Last night we both got a little lesson for on the dance floor. Check out this Bird of Paradise, the male Carola’s Parotia and his sweet moves. He clears a dance floor and at 2:08 the show really begins.

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Because women's work is never done and is underpaid or unpaid or boring or repetitious and we're the first to get fired and what we look like is more important than what we do and if we get raped it's our fault and if we get beaten we must have provoked it and if we raise our voices we are nagging bitches and if we ask our doctor too many questions we're neurotic and/or pushy and if we expect childcare we are selfish and if we stand up for our rights we're aggressive and "unfeminine" and if we don't we are typical weak females and we still can't get adequate safe contraceptive but men can walk on the moon and for lots and lots of other reasons, we are part of the women's liberation movement.